Kalin sighs, running a hand over Derek's chest, "I could stop working. . ." He mumbles, "I know some people who need a job that are as good as me. . ."
Derek quickly yet gently holds Kalin's face in his hands, looking into his eyes, "No. I can't do this without you. You are the only one who can handle everything that this job requires."
Kalin sighs, "I know, Derek, I know. . . But. . . I don't wanna go through this every few months. I just. . . Think of all the ways you could spoil me if I don't have my own money, yeah?"
Derek sighs and buries his face into Kalin's hair, "I...I'm sorry Kalin...I'm so sorry." He shudders and closes his eyes tightly, feeling horrible for not being able to make things better.
Derek gives Kalin and small smile before leaning close and pressing a soft kiss to the other's lips, "I guess it will be fun having my little assistant work from home so he can send me teasing photos throughout the day."
Derek smirks and shakes his head, "You better not, or I will force you to keep a toy inside you all day long that I can control through my phone. You won't even be able to remove it until I get home."
Kalin huffs, "Those toys were expensive. I'm not gonna let them get dusty." He kisses Derek's cheek, patting his shoulders, "Sorry, babe,I may have just replaced you." He suckers.
Derek growls and turns Kalin around quickly, bending him over the table, "You're pushing it, darling. Saying something like that will only be followed with harsh punishment."
Kalin gasps, shifting his hips, "Mmm~ Sounds thrilling. . ." He laughs and looks over his shoulder at Derek, "But this isn't very professional, now is it?"
Derek bites his lip and hovers over Kalin, pressing his lips to the other’s ear as he whispers, "Then I suggest you clean out your desk and head home then. I can't have anything happening at work that breaks company policy."
Derek smiles and chuckles a bit, "I've been wanting to do that for so long now." He presses another soft kiss to Kalin's lips before pulling away, "Be careful in your way home. I'll see you after work."
Once Kalin leaves, Derek glares at the rest of his staff, knowing one of them filed a complaint to the board against Kalin, "Whoever it was who filed a complaint against Kalin to the board....mark my words, your days here are number!"
While at work, Derek reviews every company email that was sent out along with watching as much of the security footage as he can. He was determined to find out who would have the balls to go behind his back and tell the board about Kalin.
At the end of the day, Derek walks into his house through the garage, looking pissed off with a few veins buldging out of his neck, "That conniving little bitch...."
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